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Wrap myself up into a different shape Almost but not quite me Let my feet take me along the road An old man said alright then son And I'm smiling and I don't know why And I'm smiling and I don't know why There must be something wrong with me These things feel like victory First time I said it, it didn't seem right Then again, not much did First time I said it, even then I knew That with time I might just get used to this And I'm smiling and I don't know why And I'm smiling and I don't know why There must be something wrong with me These things feel like victory